Night life~

Chapter 17~

Big chapter! 

The following morning. Valeria grumbled in bed as she tried opening her eyes. Luckily the room was dark enough that she wasn't feeling any different until she tried lifting her head. The moment she sat up, she was hit with a large pounding meaning she was hungover "Mmm... fuck.. never drinking with Russians.." she stated as she laid back down in bed. When her hands trailed down for the blanket, she felt that her dress was still on her except for her heels. 'Fuck it..' she thought as she closed her eyes and hid in the blankets.

Not long after she woke up, Az knocked on her door lightly before opening it. "'Ey. You awake? Got coffee and breakfast burritos." He nudged the door shut behind him before walking to the bed, setting the coffee and food on the nightstand. "Hear you got things squared away." He grinned a bit when he pulled the blanket down some, causing her to try to hide her face. "Can't out-drink Russians. 'Specially not those two."

Her hand immediately popped out of the blanket, trying to find the burrito. "... not doing that again.." she said as she gave him a hard time with pulling the blankets away from her, grumbling softly.

"Things all good now?" He handed her her burrito after unwrapping the end, then took a large bite of his own. "Or is sourpuss still lemony fresh?" He spoke while chewing before swallowing his bite.

Pulling the blanket off a little for herself to sit up a bit. He could see the slight dark circles under her eyes. And one hell of a messy bedhead. She looked down at the burrito and huffed seeing he took a bite before she took her own bite. She gave him a thumbs up and a horizontal shaky hand. After chewing and swallowing, she spoke out softly "It's better.. at least now we're on common grounds at least.". She was able to take a few more bites until almost more than half was devoured. She shook her head and gave the rest to him with her hand out meaning no more. She reached for her coffee and took a few sips to wash down the burrito as she brought her knees up to lean against with her cup in both hands. Just staring up at him.

"Good. Common ground is better than nothin'. Long as he ain't wantin' to rip your throat out." Az took another large bite of the bit of burrito she didn't want, chewing it a couple of times before swallowing. He felt watched as he was swallowing his food and looked down at her. "Wha- Do I Got somethin' on my face?"

"Actually you do." She licked her thumb and removed the dried sauce at the corner of his lips. She smiled, giggling a bit trying not to hurt her brain too much with her movements and laughs. "Don't want you looking ridiculous, do we? But also, thank you for breakfast" She took another sip of coffee.

"One to talk about looking ridiculous." He grinned, rustling her hair lightly. "Yer welcome. Ya had a shit day yesterday so ya needed somethin'. Now go take a shower. Ya, smell like a brewery." He stood, grabbing her cup of coffee to steal a drink before setting it back in her hands. "I need ta go see your brother."

She gasps dramatically after being told she smelled like a brewery. "Hoow rude of you!" Was said in a dramatic British tone as she remained in bed. The mention of her brother brought her face from smiling to worry, but she remained still, as he took a sip from her coffee. She took one too with a slight nod "Alright.. let me know about him ok?.."

"You got it." He waved over his shoulder as he was walking out the door of the suite. Not long after leaving the club, he pulled by Mikey's house to see if he was home. His brow rose when he saw the car gone and rode to his gym instead, and upon seeing his car there, pulled up beside it and parked. He walked through the back door and glanced around to see if he were out on the floor or in his office.